Rudolph Santa Novels & Stories

Rudolph on the other hand had brown spiky hair and he was several inches shorter than Tys, Perhaps if he wasn't standing next to Tys, he might be considered handsome, but standing in the same room as Tys, he paled and looked considerably ordinary. "look what the cat dragged in, ain't you the most unlucky soul ever" Rudolph stated "you just made it easy for me to kill you, Tys" he laughs cruelly. His laughter creeps me out and I stifle the urge to scratch his eyes out. "Rudolph, I knew you hated me but I didn't know you would actually stoop so low to kill your own brother, what would mother think if she saw you now?" Tys replied in a pained voice.

Curious? All right, if you promise to keep my secret I’ll tell you…here goes: I want to be fucked by Santa. Oh, c’mon, you know deep down you want it, too. I mean, he’s a guy who always knows what you want, his big bulky body has to be fairly strong to handle all those reindeer and he drives a freakin’ magic sleigh! That’s hawt, if you ask me. And those white whiskers and long, flowing beard…I shudder just to think of those whiskers tickling me in soft and pink places.

All along the sidewalk, children clapped and waved at the big man, some even shouting their Christmas wishes. Santa looked an awful lot like Sheriff Parks, even with his fake beard and stuffed tummy. The kids didn’t seem to notice. He waved and tossed candy from atop his sleigh, his plastic reindeer fastened up the roof of the pick-up truck towing his magical sled atop a flatbed trailer. It was decorated with fake snow and Christmas trees so that it looked as if Santa was flying over the top of a forest of lighted trees. “Well, that’s that,” Memory said, turning toward him, her hands deep in her pockets. “Until next year.”

Lowering myself to her level, I held her shoulders gently and brushed a strand of hair from her face. “No,” I said softly. “No, honey. You just had a nightmare. That’s all.” She didn’t look convinced. “Mummy has no reason to hurt Daddy,” I added quickly. “I’ll be back soon. And guess what? We’re spending Christmas here with Grandma and Uncle Elliot.” Her face lit up instantly. “Yeah.” “I’m just going to get a few things for Christmas,” I said. “I’ll be back.” I turned away before she could ask anything else.

The fact that they were peeking around a sequined Christmas tree with pointy ice crystal ornaments only added to the whole disconcertingly ominous picture. “You’re going to make kids afraid of Santa’s helpers,” Meghan said, smacking her brother. “Parents will be investing in therapy instead of building blocks.” “What do you think?” James asked Starlight, pointing at his sweater. Starlight grimaced. “It’s kinda… creepy.” James laughed. “Runner-up,” Elijah said. “But I’ll give you an A for effort.” She took in Elijah’s sweater. Dark green with wide red stitching at the collar and cuffs, a googly-eyed reindeer head smiled at her. Not only did Rudolf’s nose glow brightly, but its antlers were de

Ryan -- The clock struck ten and Olivia was ready for her meeting with Santa! She looked at herself in the mirror. She wore a white slim fit trouser and a silver top. She left her hair open and put some lipstick, a lighter shade of Red. On top she wore a long over coat, completely red in colour with white borders, made of thick fur. She finished with a fancy Santa cap! After all it is Christmas! She looked at the two small boxes perfectly wrapped and two beautiful ribbons tied. One was for her Santa, who has been showering her with gifts every year, so she was thoughtful enough to buy a nice watch for him this time! She needed to express her gratitude to him.

Paul Coelho definitely knew what he was doing when he wrote that line in his book. Santa’s away on official business. With Christmas around the corner, he’s been busier than usual. Whenever he’s lost in his tasks, Mrs Santa usually comes into the stables to take care of me. She usually keeps my food bucket well stocked. She even brushes my fur and it always excites me to have her fingers running all over my skin. I wonder if she can tell how much she excites me. She most likely only sees me as the cute, slightly goofy Reindeer, Rudolph. If only she knows the dirty, nasty things I wanna do to her. Does she feel the chemistry between us? Or is it just me?

Groups on foot included dance troupes, Boy Scouts, Girl Scouts, gymnasts and martial artists. The finale of the parade was worth the wait. The University of Tennessee's huge marching band led the way, playing "Here Comes Santa Claus." So loud! I think the buildings shook. The band was followed by Santa's sleigh pulled by nine men in reindeer costumes. The "Rudolf" reindeer in front had a light-up red nose. Santa rode in the sleigh and yelled, "Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas!" Kids scrambled for the candy he threw to the crowd.